Tyrannical Tycoon Haunts Me Relentlessly-Chapter 872: When Will You Give Me a Massage Too?

"Let’s go, you came without helping," Wei Jieshan complained.

Feng Rushuang said nothing more, turning to leave.

After leaving Xia Chuxue’s place, Feng Rushuang called Feng Yan and walked directly into the main house.

Every corner of the main house was guarded by bodyguards; it was truly impenetrable.

Luckily, she received permission from Third Brother; otherwise, Feng Rushuang knew it wouldn’t be easy for her to get in.

The bodyguards nodded at Feng Rushuang, none daring to make a sound.

Feng Rushuang went upstairs, walking straight to the Old Master’s room.

The door wasn’t closed; after all, no one dared to enter casually, and leaving it open was better for the air anyway.

Feng Rushuang took a deep breath and stepped inside. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

Such a good elder, who had been fine when she went to school for just a month, yet now this had happened; thinking about it, she felt a bit down.

The entire villa was quiet, and Feng Rushuang unconsciously became light-footed.

So, her arrival was unnoticed by Xia Yinian, who was massaging the Old Master with her back to Feng Rushuang.

Seeing Xia Yinian, Feng Rushuang stopped.

This woman had gained so much yet was unwilling to leave; what exactly did she want?

Clearly very angry, anyway seeing Xia Yinian always stirred an urge to hit her, but unexpectedly, now watching her movements, Feng Rushuang wasn’t as angry.

"Have you learned massage? When will you give me a massage too?" Feng Rushuang’s indifferent voice sounded as she continued to step forward.

Xia Yinian turned to glance at her, stepped to the Old Master’s left side, lowered her head, continuing to seriously press the Old Master’s acupoints.

"I haven’t learned massage, but I know which acupoints to stimulate to benefit Grandpa’s health."

"Don’t think you know everything just because you know a bit." Feng Rushuang glanced at her, stopping on the Old Master’s right side.

Xia Yinian seemed to recall something and immediately halted her hand movements.

"Do you understand massage?" she asked, raising her gaze to the person in front of her.

Xia Yinian remembered Feng Rushuang mentioning yesterday that Grandpa wanted her to learn alchemy, so she chose medicine as her major.

"That’s none of your business, anyway, I know more than you." Feng Rushuang glanced at Xia Yinian, half-squatted beside the Old Master.

Watching her skillfully press the acupoints on Grandpa’s hand joints, Xia Yinian admitted she really understood more than herself.

She had been studying alchemy for a short time, and only understood a bit by searching online for information yesterday and combining it with the techniques taught by Feng Family’s doctors.

Earlier, she had only massaged the feet, she was pretty clear about the acupoints there, but she wasn’t familiar with the other areas.

At least her technique had passed the family doctor’s review, which is why she thought of coming over to massage Grandpa whenever she had time.

Now seeing Feng Rushuang’s technique, Xia Yinian realized how far she was from others.

"Can you... slow down? I want to learn."

"No." Feng Rushuang responded coolly.

Though she said that, her speed clearly slowed down.

Xia Yinian slowly caught up with her movements, the two of them massaging the Old Master from left and right.

This Feng Rushuang wasn’t really a bad person, at least she was sincere towards Grandpa.

This Xia Yinian could increasingly confirm.

"What kind of essential oil did you prepare? It smells awful!" Feng Rushuang expressed her disdain for the umpteenth time, her voice filling the room.

Xia Yinian was starting to get familiar with her personality; she spoke just like that, without a single pleasant word.

"You have your essential oil, we can use yours tomorrow."